It was casual dress, and he wanted me looking slutty. We were going to a bar just down the beach that had a tiny amphitheater next to where they would...be playing live music. I choose all pink for my outfit, silky pink bikini style panties, a gorgeous pink bra with white lace trim, a swirly pink and white tight teeshirt with palm trees on it, and a very tiny pair of pink shorts that matched the teeshirt perfectly. To complete my slutty look I added a pair of black thigh high stockings, and a few. After putting away the perishables she said she still had time to go to the storage locker and pick up some of the clothes she had stored there. He offered to go with her but she told him that it wasn’t necessary for him to go.When Sandi came back it took three trips to her car for the both of them to bring up the clothes and other wearing apparel items she had brought back. She obviously didn’t need some of this heavy clothing in Central America and it had him wondering if there was sufficient. What can I do for you?” Darcy replied.“Nothing, I was just watching you. I like watching,” the youth replied.“Let me guess, you’re Reek?” Darcy said.“That’s me,” Reek grinned at Darcy. He looked back into the room and then back at Darcy, “So is that what your good at?” At Darcy’s raised eyebrow, Reek qualified, “Tossing in the bees nest and seeing how they react.”Darcy chuckled, “I like that. No, normally I do what you do. Back on my world, I was taught to be a spy. To watch, to learn how. My Dad’s head flicked back and looked at the ceiling as he moaned with pleasure. Mark’s jeans fell to the floor and he kicked them off without even moving from Dad’s chest. His buff soldier legs rippling with every position change in the effort to remove his jeans. Dad undid his belt and jeans and removed them also, allowing his hard cock to tent out in his underwear, a slight wet spot already visible to me as this was all happening just 1 meter in front of me.Mark’s hands meandered down and.